"Oh, I thought you wanted to go there. We won't go into any danger.
Would you like a lifebelt?"
"No!" said Max indignantly; and then to himself, "I wish there was one
here."
"Tak' care, Maister Ken. Ta wint's going to change."
"All right."
"You, Scood, mind you ton't mak' fast ta sheet."
Max looked round for the sheet, but he did not see it; and concluded
that it was the sail that was meant.
"I do wish people wouldn't treat us as if we were babies," said Kenneth
angrily. "Just as if I didn't know how to sail a boat."